Chapter 17: Nautical Carnival 17

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Chapter 17 Sailing Carnival 17

Next, open the closet and look for long-sleeved and thick clothes inside.

Although it is summer at thirty-five degrees, life is more important than coolness. Even put on clothes, trouser legs, cuffs and other loose places, Fu An'an used the remaining tape to stick them tightly.

After making sure that he was fully equipped, Fu Anan took out his small pot.

In order to avoid zombies and avoid making unnecessary noises, and also to avoid attracting the attention of people in the kitchen, these days even instant noodles are eaten dry. On the last day here, she wants to eat hot instant noodles!

Fu Anan extravagantly put two bottles of mineral water, put the instant noodles into the pot, put down the seasoning packet, and a scent lingered around the tip of his nose, diluting the smell of rotting corpses and toilet water that filled the room.

She also has a ham sausage!

The ham is sliced ​​very thin and fused in the noodles. If you can put some chopped green onion and green vegetables, the taste will be even better.

This smell also spread to the kitchen.

Fu Anan, who climbed up, kicked the stool away, and the sound caught the attention of the zombies. Seeing the crumbling door, Fu Anan swallowed, and began to crawl out without looking back.

After she started climbing for a while, she suddenly realized that it was not that simple.

The ventilation ducts extend in all directions, and it is still very dark inside. Fu An'an's sense of direction is not particularly good. For a while, she didn't know which direction the elevator and stairs were going up. You can only choose one direction and climb forward aimlessly.

Pass ventilation ducts through each room. Looking down through the cracks, almost every room is occupied by zombies.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Anan stopped when passing by a room.

She's on top of the infirmary!

Looking down from the top, the three dining cars were scattered, and the unfinished steak fell to the ground and mixed with the black blood. The pharmacy counter collapsed, all kinds of medicines were scattered all over the place, and seven or eight people walked aimlessly inside.

She saw Dr. Song among several people. Dr. Song's white coat was completely black, and the cuffs and trouser legs seemed to be empty.

Fu Anan lay down lower and lower, trying to see more clearly, Dr. Song staggered, and just walked right under the ventilation duct.